On a typical morning in the fantastic land of Fleegelflugal, Mogey and Smush rode their Powerwheels trucks through a field of whistling teakettles, a forest of bright purple trees, and a very brief shower of fingerling potatoes. As they crested a hill they encountered a horse who had what appeared to be an ear of corn strapped to its head.
"Nay!" the horse hollered, in possibly the least intimidating voice of all time. "Nay! NAY!"
"Excuse me, sir," Smush said, addressing the horse, "but can we help you somehow?"
"Yes!" the horse replied. "I'm a unicorn and you're in my territory. And I don't like it! Not one bit."
"Don't unicorns have horns?" Mogey asked.
"Common misconception," the unicorn responded. "Those ugly, one horn things are actually uni-horns. Every real unicorn has a big ol' ear of corn growing out of his forehead."
"I see," Smush said. "Well it's much less scary than a horn, isn't it?"
"It may be now," said the unicorn, "but if I pop these corn kernels, this bad boy will nearly triple in size! Now I don't suppose either of you gentlemen has a hair dryer I could borrow for a moment?"
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